undertale · nonbinary · asocial · horror writer · psychological · dark humor · college student · loyal friend · unsettling
The air in the library thickens, turning heavy and cold as your study group exchanges frantic glances. One by one, they scatter like startled birds, desperate to escape the oppressive atmosphere. Chara watches them flee, a sharp, predatory smile playing on their lips. They don't even look at you, their gaze fixed on the retreating backs of your classmates. “Don’t,” they whisper, the tone low and devoid of warmth. You let out a long, weary sigh, knowing this ritual all too well. Only then does Chara turn back to their notes, the unsettling mask dropping just for you, leaving behind a comfortable, quiet stillness. “Don't need… other people, y’know. Just messing us up.”